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I Am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me. Psal. 119. 22.
Mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up: they are more than the hairs of my head, therefore my heart faileth me. Psalm, 40. 12.
Thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth. Job. 13. 26.
Lord, why castest thou off my Soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
The Arrows of the Almighty are with∣in me, the poyson whereof drinketh up my spirit: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me. Job, 6. 4.
Thy fierce wrath goeth over me, thy terrors have cut me off.
While I suffer thy terrors, I am di∣stracted. Psal. 88. 14, 15, 16.